At least I’m consistent? Seriously, if I had to do this for a living, you’d find my mummified, starved body somewhere in my house. Actually, if I was getting paid, I’d probably keep on top of it – maybe.
It has been another interesting and frustrating year. I won’t go into details in this post. I don’t think you have that long to sit and read without your backside going numb. I’ll do a short version:
DH and I are still plugging away at it. Nothing has changed, and I suspect a couple of things, but nothing concrete. How’s that for vagueness?
We bought raw land in the South. I’ve been trying to move to it for the last three months. I haven’t made it yet. It’s the source of my frustration at the moment.
We adopted a seriously abused and neglected Boxer, so we’re up to four dogs. He has some issues, so the rescue is still on hand if we need to rehome him. We’re doing everything in our power to avoid that. He’s had a hard enough time of it. No more dogs until we get to the land, and I buy a livestock guardian dog.
Our 16 year old cat died. That is a sad post on its own, but I probably won’t write it. Good-bye my Garfield look-a-like.
I’ve sold half my goat herd, leaving only a few Oberhasli, to prepare for the move, but I’m having trouble finding a way to them to the land. I have several options; none of them cheap. Well, one is, but it involves a bit of work.
I was doing all right with the whole “Fibro” thing until winter hit. Ow. Thankfully, it was a mild one this year. I found myself too worn out to do much health-wise which didn’t help. It’s a vicious circle.
I stopped crocheting for a long time, but recently picked it back up again and started learning to knit.
I decided to play with the layout of this blog. The jury is still out.
My birthday was supposed to be today, but it’s a Leap Year. I haven’t decided if I feel cheated or not.
I found a page of yummy looking Asian recipes my daughter wants me to try. I’ve had a hard time getting the energy to cook, so I don’t know. If I had the money, I’d hire a cook. Who am I kidding? If I had money, I’d buy a storm shelter for the new land. It’s on the edge of Tornado Alley. My daughter is freaking out a bit about that. So what did we do? We watched Twister. Yes, we’re a twisted bunch.
I think that’s enough for now. I’ll expound on these things in other posts. So expect to see me in…. a year?